What I Saw The Other Day

One of my constant prayers has been that the Lord would allow me to see what He sees and to feel what He feels. I know that I cannot handle all of what He sees and feels, but I also know that He will not put more on me than I can stand. I pray this way so that I can stay sensitive to the needs of a lost and broken world. Since living in Cambodia, I must say that at times, it has been overwhelming to see the needs around me.

I was riding back on my motorcycle to the house that we were staying in last week when the Holy Spirit just gave me a small glimpse of what He sees every second of everyday. As I left Heritage House, I felt that small voice inside whispering for me to "open my eyes." This is what I saw on my five mile ride home:

• A woman craddling an infant in her arms bowing down in front of two monks as they chanted "blessings" over her. I cannot imagine how desperate a mother must feel in this society. She was just wanting to know that things would be alright for her child in this life.
• A girl on a bridge just staring off at nothing. Her face was etched with sorrow and hopelessness. Yesterday an 18 year old girl here hung herself beside Heritage House because she could not handle the sorrow any longer. Did she ever hear the Message?
• A poor city. Poverty that most of us in the west cannot imagine. Boys playing in the open sewers, small thatch "houses" with multiple families living in them, and filthy children playing in the streets. I wish that I could put into words what the scene was like. I ached as I rode and thought that could my children.
• A young child (possibly two) playing in the middle of the street as cars, motos and bicycles pass by on all sides.
• A row of restaurants that serve as brothels. I saw teenage "beer girls" standing outside with the look of someone who has already given up on life on their face. At 16,17,18, these girls have lived lives harder than you or I will if we live to be 80 years old.

As I drove, I could sense the Holy Spirit speaking to me of the needs all around and that He wanted to meet each person individually. God does not see us as a mass of humanity, some nations rich and some poor. He sees individuals, men and women, boys and girls as we are - all created in His image, all broken from the sin in our own lives, all in need of a Savior.

I see these images, ones forever impressed upon my heart, and I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to give it all away so that others can know how much Jesus loves them. After these experiences, I usually make it home and all I can do is pray. Pray for God to use my family as His voice. Pray that we will not talk about being the hands and feet for Jesus, but that we will be His hands and feet.

That was my ride home. What was yours like? Did you ask the Holy Spirit to allow you to see the needs around you? Have you really listened to those that you work with? Have you talked to your neighbor in awhile. Please don't just invite them to Church. Be the Church for them. Let them see Jesus living in you. Cry when they cry, hurt when they hurt, rejoice when they rejoice, and let them know that Jesus loves them. He loves you, he loves me and he wants to use us to reach a world that is dying without knowing Him.

Pray for me and I will pray for you as we journey together on different parts of the earth.

Servant of a Passionate God
Lewis Burke - Romans 8:31

Kampot - Week One

We had an amazing trip to Cambodia. Southwest Airlines is hands down the best airline that we fly inside of the United States. The lady at the check-in asked where we were going with our unusual luggage and when I told her, she asked if we wanted our parents to go to the gate with us. She then gave us a pass so that Kristen's mom and dad and my dad could walk us all the way to the gate. Not to mention the free bags they allow you, always fly Southwest if given the option.

We arrived in Cambodia after 23 flight hours fresh and ready to take on the world. We arrived at midnight, so we spent the night in Phnom Penh. Vutha took us the next day to buy two motorcycles (can't live in Cambodia without them). Needless to say, Sterling was excited about getting his Honda AX1 250. He will be sharing with Kristen while Benjamin and I will be riding the other one.

After spending a long, hot day in Phnom Penh, we drove down to Kampot. Vutha was following on one of the motorcycles and I was driving the orphanage truck. Right as we left, it started raining. Now driving in the rain in the states can be a hassle, but here, it can be dangerous, especially when your windshield wipers don't work. So, our three and a half hour drive turned into a five and a half hour drive. I am still not sure why we did that, but between the jetlag and rain, it is the grace of God that we arrived.

Our first few days in Kampot were tiring, but wonderful. Our first service at Hosanna was encouraging. We shared communion together and just to look at all of the Khmer brothers and sisters sitting there and thinking how diverse heaven will be oneday brought a smile to my face. I am so grateful for the blood of Jesus that brings every tribe, tongue, nation and people together under His Lordship. That afternoon I went to a cell group where former enemies from the war sat together fellowshipping because of Prince of Peace.

As always, seeing the children at Heritage House humbles us. To see what this society views as worthless, not only surviving, but thriving, is amazing. God truly is the Father to the fatherless. He takes those that the world disregards and sets them in places of honor. Kristen comes alive when she is at Heritage House. The boys were really excited to see their old friends and to play with them also.

During the week we reconnected with some missionary friends here and met some new ones. We went to a cell group of ex-pats this past Sunday. It is exciting to see what God is doing with the diverse groups here. We meet a French brother and he offered us his guest house for the week until we move to house sit for another couple. He lives on the river and we have had a great time. The boys get up and get school done so they can swim. This morning we took a swim before school started.

We are having trouble finding a house for our family. We have the house sit for two months before the couple returns and trust that a house will open up for us by then.

This afternoon, Vutha and I are taking the Heritage House kids swimming and fishing. I assume the much more of the former. I praise God for His faithfulness! I am really excited about all that the next few years will hold for the nation of Cambodia. I sense great things are around the corner.

Thank you for your prayers!

Servant of a Passionate God
Lewis Burke
Rom 8:31

Kampot, Cambodia

Passion for Souls

Something happened to me in a tent in the Middle East in 1991. I cannot explain it in words really. I just knew that Jesus was real and that I wanted everyone that I came into contact with to know Him. It was not just a wanting, but a burden.

After the war, my enlistment was up and I left the Air Force and went to college. My first two years were at Walter's State in Morristown, TN. I had two goals entering every class; first, to tell everyone in the classroom about Jesus and secondly, to make an A in that class. Well, at least the first one I was able to accomplish. I carried a backpack full of tracts. I had a tract for every occasion. I promise you, everyone in that school knew who the crazy Jesus guy was.

Since that time, I have had many opportunities to share Jesus with others. I have been in many countries sharing the love of Christ and have shared Him here in the states. However, as the years have gone by, I lost the backpack. I put the tracts up and used methods less brash.

A few years ago, our friends from a neighboring country in S.E. Asia came to visit us in Cambodia. Their country is a closed country. This family has known hardship when it comes to serving Jesus. Many of their family members have been imprisoned for the sake of Christ. They live under constant threat of being caught as Church leaders and being put in prison themselves.

While they were visiting us, we took them to visit a school that our friends ran. As we were taking a tour of the school, a man from their country was there. He worked as a general maintenance man for the school. During the war, he could not handle all of the things that he was required to do, so he deserted the army. He was living in Cambodia as a traitor to his country.

For two days, our visiting friends were such an encouragement to us. We had prayed together, had wonderful fellowship and enjoyed our time together. What happened after meeting this man at the school forever changed my life though. The lady who was visiting us, saw the man and went after him. She asked him his story, why he was in Cambodia, and what his life was like. He shared his entire story, as she stood listening intently. When he was finished telling his story, she said, "I forgive you for deserting our country." She then went on, with tears in her eyes, to tell him about Another who would forgive him if he asked. She stood, with tears rolling down her face, telling him about the love of Jesus Christ.

She had the burden. Love, passion, desire, and boldness, they all came out of her. It was the love of God for a lost soul flooding out of her as she shared about Jesus. When we left, she did not come back to the house for fellowship, she went to her room to pray for that man's soul. She was not going to let go with a simple, "Jesus loves you." She was going to storm heaven until that man was rescued from hell.

I don't know if I will pick up the backpack full of tracts again or not, but I do know that I will never worry about being comfortable when telling others about Jesus. He is worth talking about and He loves the lost. I will, by His grace, share with everyone that He allows me to. I pray that I will love as my S.E. Asian sister does - loving God and loving man.

In case you are wondering what the lost think about us Christians, take a look at this clip:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZhG-tkQ_Q2w

Pray for me and I will pray for you. "May the Lamb that was slain receive the reward of His suffering!"

Servant of a Passionate God

Lewis Burke

Rom 8:31

Fighting with the Monks!

When had been in Cambodia about six months or so when I went out to visit our friend's family. Lyda had been living with us for most of the time that we had lived in Cambodia and we had been out to visit her family a few times. They live in Kampong Cham province. It was one of the 50 Khmer holidays (Second most in the world I am told. I wish I knew who had more) and she was back in the village visiting her family.

Her village is about two hours on a paved road and three hours on a dirt road. I was excited to get out in the countryside and spend some time by myself on the motorcycle. The directions to Lyda's village are quite strange. After you pass the Muslim complex on the paved road, take the first right dirt road. On that road, go straight until you hit the Mekong River. Take the boat across the river and stay straight on the dirt road until you go through the little section of wooden houses and take the first left. After the left, you go for an hour or so, following the river until you see a little village area, at the tallest coconut tree, look for the really small dirt road and turn right on it. You run right into their house a little ways up that road.

I love Lyda's family. Her father used to stay with us whenever he visited Phnom Penh. He is one of those wise old farmers who knows just about everything there is to know about living off of the land. Everytime he came and stayed at our house, he asked to watch the Jesus film. He loves that movie. As a matter of fact, when his wife was old enough to shave her head and go serve at the pagado, he said no. He had decided that Jesus was the real thing, so he did not want his wife serving at the Buddhist place of worship. It caused a real stir among the village elders, but he held strong. There are no Churches in his village, or even within three hours or so, but he still felt like Jesus was the true God, so he was willing to serve Him the best that he could out there in Kampong Cham.

While visiting Lyda's family, I heard that the neighbor next door had suffered a stroke. Lyda asked me to go and pray for him. As we walked into the house, there were 10 Buddhist monks sitting all around the man, fanning and chanting so that when he died, his spirit would blow out of the area not haunt the village. The man was lying on the floor with his wife sitting beside him. He had a pool of spit running down his face and chin. I have been in alot of situations that seemed hopeless, but I am not sure that I had ever been in one like this.

I laid hands on the man and began to pray. Of course, being the great man of faith that I am, I started out the prayer something like this, "Oh Lord, if it be your will, please help this man's family after he dies, etc." It was the weakest prayer that I could have prayed in the moment because I was intimiated. However, as I prayed, faith began to rise up in me. My arms began to burn and I knew that God was going to heal this man. I started to pray in true faith and proclaim that Jesus Christ was Lord of the situation and that He was healing this man. I began to shout out the prayer and as I did, the monks began to shout louder. Pretty soon we were in a shouting contest. My prayers to the living God and theirs to demon spirits. It was like something in the old testament being lived out right before my eyes.

I really knew that God was healing this man and that he was going to be alright. I was afraid to open my eyes, but told Lyda to tell the man and his wife that Jesus Christ, the true God, was healing his body and that when he was well, he was to give his heart to Christ and serve Him. I slowing opened my eyes expecting the man to jump up and testify. When I opened my eyes, the man had not changed at all. He lay on the floor, drool sliding down his chin, not able to speak.

I left the village right after that for my long, lonely ride back to Phnom Penh. I cried all the way, feeling like I had disgraced the name of Jesus. I wrestled with the thoughts that now the entire village would think that Jesus is not real, but merely another weak god. I told the Lord that I would contact our home Church and let them know that we would be returning to the states because I was a failure as a missionary. I begged God to forgive me and to send people back to the village who could proclaim the gospel effectively.

When I got back to Phnom Penh, Lyda called from her village. She told me that when I was gone about two hours, the man had gotten up. He was totally healed and had his wife fix him something to eat. The monks had all left. The man could talk, his speach was clear, his body was fine, and they wanted me to come back out there. I went back out the next day and the man and his wife gave their hearts to Jesus. They told me how their children had left for Phnom Penh and never came back to visit them. How they were lonely and had noone to help them on the farm. They rejoiced to hear the amazing news about Jesus dying for their sins and gladly received Him.

I learned alot on that trip. Mainly, that God really does love people and that He can use anyone to deliever the message of His Son. Even us faithless, at times, missionaries. That He is the same yesterday, today and forever. That He can heal those in hopeless situations. That we do not war against flesh and blood, but against principalities, powers, rulers of darkness, and spiritual hosts of wickedness (Eph. 6:12). I was not fighting monks, I was fighting a demonic system that wants to enslave the Khmer people.

God is moving in that little village in Kampong Cham. We have prayed for years for a Khmer pastor to be raised up and sent out to plant a Church there. The field is ripe, the laborers are few. We are praying to the Lord of the Harvest to send out laborers into that field (Matt. 9:37-38). We are also praying for a real move among the "spiritual" leaders in Cambodia. That God would reveal Jesus to the 50,000 monks working in Cambodia.

Releasing Your Children to the Will of God

"And everyone who has left houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or wife or children or lands, for My name's sake, shall receive a hundredfold, and inherit eternal life."

Matthew 19:29

Two weeks ago, I had the privilege of meeting someone that I had heard about for years. Paula (I am withholding her last name because of where she minsters) is a missionary who has lived in Russia for many years. I heard about Paula through the Prices, Jeff Oakes and Russian friend, Maga. Everyone who told me about Paula said what an incredible person that she was and how powerfully the Holy Spirit was using her to reach out to people for Jesus. Maga is not a Christian and yet and is amazed at Paula's faith and courage. Maga does not give out praise easily. So, when he was telling me about Paula, I knew that I had to meet her.

Paula has lived in a war zone in the former Soviet Union for many years. When she first went to Russia, it was as a college student. She knew that God was calling her to missions, but felt like she would live in Africa. After being in Russia for her studies, she knew that God was calling her to stay and minister there (Acts 16 - Macedonian Call).

She had visited a war zone on a short term outreach and felt the Holy Spirit tell her that she would be ministering there and that her confirmation would be when her mother told her that it was alright. Now, what kind of a mother would tell her single, 25 year old daughter that it would be alright to move to a Muslim area of the former Soviet Union in the middle of a war?

Well, I got to meet the type of mother who would. Paula, her mother, Jo, their friend, Connie, and another Russian friend were traveling through the states and called the Church to see if we had a place for them to stay. Jeff was out of town and asked me to meet them and help them get settled in.

Benjamin and I took them out to dinner (Kristen was out of town and Sterling was staying with a friend). After dinner, we took them to a cell group so that they could share their testimonies. Connie shared how she was called to serve the team in Russia and had been there for almost three years. Amazing stuff! The Russian lady told of how she came to serve the Lord and how He had faithfully taken care of her family during difficult times. Remarkable stuff! Jo, Paula's mom, shared about how she had lived with Paula in Russia for six years and I was blown away. What a way to spend a retirement! Then Paula shared how the confirmation came to move to the war zone.

Paula's mom had visited Paula with a team of five men from their home Church in England. They were ministering in a refugee camp in the war zone. On the last day, Jo was leaving to go back to England and said, "Paula, I know that the Lord is calling you to minister in this place. I release and bless you to do the work of the Lord."

What a thing for a mother to do. Again, Paula was 25, single, and a woman. She would be living in a war zone caught between Muslim extremists and Russian soldiers. She was willing to lay down her life so that others could know about the love of Jesus. Here was her mother willing to not only release her daughter to the will of God, but to bless her in what Jesus had called her to do.

My hearts prayer is that Kristen and I will be parents who are able to do that, regardless of the cost. To release our sons to the will of God and to bless them in it. I do not know all that the Lord is calling our boys to do, but I know that in these days, the cost could be high.

I thank God for the Paula's and Connie's who are out there at the "ends of the earth." I also praise Him for the Jo's who will bless their children in the calling. I was privileged to meet these women of God.

Servant of a Passionate God
Lewis Burke
Romans 8:31

http://www.lightinseasia.org/

Back in the States!

We made it back to the United States. It was an incredible trip and we praise God for all that he did during our time in Cambodia. Right now we are still fighing jet lag pretty bad. Kristen and Benjamin are staying at the house in Johnson City while Lewis and Sterling go to a leadership seminar at Heritage Fellowship in Jefferson City. On Saturday the boys have their last basketball game and then next week we go to Strong Rock Christian School in Georgia and Faith Community Fellowship in Alabama to share about the vision of the English School. No rest for the weary!

As soon as we are over our jet lag, we will update everyone on the trip.

Muslim Village in Kampot Province

If you would like to see more photos from the trip, you can visit our website:

http://www.lightinseasia.org/

Thank you for keeping us in your prayers during the trip! We witnessed the hand of God during the entire time that we traveled.

Servant of a Passionate God

Lewis Burke

Rom 8:31

Phnom Penh

We have had a really great time in Phnom Penh. God has truly given us the desires of our hearts to see everyone that we needed to see. In a third world country, it is often difficult to connect with people.

Friday night we arrived in Phnom Penh after, in Kristen's words, "The most peaceful car ride that I have ever had in Cambodia." The driver went slow and did not take any silly chances. We also never got more than five feet from another car, water buffalo, cow, child, chicken, cat, dog, or old man in a wheel chair. It was amazing! I did not know these drivers existed. Praise God for answering prayer.

After we arrived in Phnom Penh, we had dinner with our good friends Sonja and Tola Kim. On Saturday morning, we came down from the lobby of our hotel and there was Pastor Siani. He was picking up a mission team from Singapore who were staying at our hotel. Kristen had prayed that if we were suppose to run into him that we would. It was great seeing him and hearing how everyone from Banteay Meanchey is doing. After spending a few minutes with him, we had breakfast with Daren and Jodi Beck. Friends of ours who have lived in Phnom Penh for years now.

After spending the morning in Russian Market, we stopped by the new "mall"and had Swenson's ice cream. I had heard a rumor they were here now, but wanted to see for myself. Again, praise God for answered prayer. It is good to know that I can get real ice cream every few months when we move back to Cambodia. HA!

Last night we went to see our dear friend Lyda. Her mother and father were in from Kampong Cham and it was an incredible time. Her father used to stay with us when he came to Phnom Penh and we spent many nights and days out in his village. He is 72 years old and his health is holding up. He used to love to watch the Jesus film at our house and would watch it over and over. He is one of those special people in our lives who have touched us deeply through the years. I never have time to visit him on one of these trips and it was so good of the Lord to let us run into him at Lyda's house here in Phnom Penh. We sat on the floor for over an hour with them catching up. It truly felt like we were visiting family. I really cannot express how thankful we were to see them all. God is so good!

We leave tonight for our long trip back to the states. We have over 36 hours to get back to Knoxville. Please pray for safe trips, our luggage to arrive with us on time, smooth airplane rides, our health, and for no delays. We really hope that we can check our luggage from Phnom Penh to the states. We do not have want to have to pick up our luggage in Korea.

We are very thankful for all that God has done on this trip. We are blessed. Thank you for praying for us during this trip. We pray that the Lamb that was slain would receive the reward of His suffering through His Church in Cambodia!

Servant of a Passionate God
Lewis Burke
Rom 8:31

For Prayer Requests for the Trip;

You can Visit our Website:

www.lightinseasia.org

God is Faithful in All Things

We are constantly amazed at the faithfulness of God. Why this is, I have no clue. God continually amazes with everything that He does. To see all that He has accomplished during the seven years that Lighthouse Ministries has been on the ground here in S.E. Asia is, at times, overwhelming.

In meeting after meeting with Vutha, he continues to show wisdom way beyond his years. In dealing with the other staff, the children, the government, the culture, etc., Vutha continues to walk in the wisdom of the Holy Spirit. Just this morning, he was telling Kristen and I about how his heart was to let the children go back to their home villages for a day or two every year so that they can share how Jesus has changed their lives. It is his desire to see the children ministering to their lost relatives. We have several children who will be 17 and 18 years old this year, Vutha is passionately seeking the Lord for direction for their lives and is coming up with Spirit inspired plans.

Pheakadey's little restaurant is truly a Lighthouse in the city. She recently led a 65 year old foreigner who was visiting the city to Christ by sharing her testimony. A young 24 year old girl next door to the restaurant is a bonded slave to a rich family. The young girl has tried to commit suicide twice in the last few years. The family she is indebted to will not feed her enough or give her even a few hours off to visit the Church. Pheakadey sneaks her food from the restaurant and gives her tracts to read. Many poor and forgotten in the city know that they can find a place to sit for a few minutes, get a free meal and hear Pheakadey's testimony one more time. She is truly one of Phillip's spiritual daughters - a new testament evangelist. I am always convicted when in Pheakadey's presence because she is so in love with the One who saved her life (she was saved from child prostitution) and soul and is so passionate about sharing His love with others.

In the morning, the bread seller walks the street calling out for customers. Mary, Vutha and Pheakadey's daughter, will run to her window when she hears him calling out and sing at the top of her lungs, "Jesus Christ is the bread of life! " So, everyone every morning, the street they live on hears a child teaching them the truth of God.

Seeing Somnang, our oldest boy at Heritage House, in his right mind, leading worship, teaching computer skills to another student at his school, and talking about his future is a miracle. When Somnang came to live with us, he was 12 years old, and he had never been to school. He was really rough and we were reluctant to take him in. After prayer, we knew that he was suppose to live with us. Watching him relate to the other children and to see the work of God in his life is amazing.

Our new cook, Heng, was a demonized woman living in the village. Her father had nine children and was completely insane. He walked the roads seeing visions of Satan and terrorizing the others in the village. Heng was married to a drunkard who abused her and her two sons. She was soon following in her father's footsteps and the other villagers were afraid of her. One of her sisters gave her heart to Christ and shared the gospel with Heng. Now she is a Christian and growing in Jesus. She lives with Vutha and Pheakadey with her two sons and they are being discipled.

I could go on and on about the faithfulness of God. He has been working here in Cambodia and around the world and will continue to do so. We are blessed to serve Him. Our prayer is that Jesus Christ would be exalted in the nations and that His kingdom would truly come through His Church here in Kampot.

We will be leaving Kampot to head to Phnom Penh tomorrow. It will be difficult to leave our Khmer family here. We spent the morning with the staff of Heritage House. We praised the Lord together, prayed together, studied His Word together, washed each other's feet, and had communion. We laughed, we cried and we were moved by the love of God.

Tonight we will have a meal with the staff at Pheakadey's restaurant, spend the evening talking with the older children about their future, have devotions with all of the children, and spend the night at the guest house with Srey Roth and talk about her future. Please pray for us as we prepare to leave, it is always hard to leave the staff and children, for our safety traveling to Phnom Penh (really dangerous road) and for our time in Phnom Penh to be as fruitful as our time in Kampot has been.

Servant of a Passionate God
Lewis Burke
Rom 8:31

To see Prayer Requests for this Trip,

You can Visit our Website:

www.lightinseasia.org

God is so Good!

The trip has been amazing so far. God has blessed us in so many ways already. We made it to Kampot, after leaving Tennessee only 57 hours earlier. After some really bumpy plane rides, we were thankful to have a very peaceful van ride down. We praise God for the safe trip here.

Seeing how well the staff and children have adapted to their new home and city is a real treat for us. They are really flourishing in every area. The children are all doing well in school. In almost every grade, one of the children from Heritage House is first in their class. The Church is moving along and having an impact in the area. At our guest house yesterday, a lady who works there said that she can hear the children singing and praising Jesus everyone day and that on Sunday mornings they seem to be so happy. Sisters Restaurant Two (Pheakadey's restaurant) is going well. Some of our older girls help cook and waitress when they are not in school. Yesterday, Mari and Chrup made our lunch and last night served us dessert. It is great to see how God is moving here and using the staff and children to make an impact in the city.

I shared at Hosanna Church Cambodia yesterday morning. We had five of the school teachers who had visited during the Christmas outreach return to visit the sevice. All five of them came forward to pray during the ministry time. They all prayed and opened their hearts to the Lord. In this culture, I am hesitant to say that they "prayed the sinners prayer." I do know that they prayed and asked Jesus to reveal Himself to them, confessed their sin and need for a Savior and asked the Holy Spirit to teach them about Jesus Christ the true God. So, we know that He is faithful to move in their lives and that the door has been opened for God to move. Please pray for them to truly encounter Jesus and for them to become true disciples.

The children from Heritage House led worship at the service. As always, Kristen and I sat and cried as we saw the goodness of God being lived out before us. To see these children who were orphaned, cast out by society and hopeless now being living epistles to the glory and goodness of God before our eyes. To see them singing and praising Jesus with all of their hearts lets us know that He is alive and still moving throughout the earth.

Please join us in praying for Coy, Somnang, Tola and Mari. These are our oldest children and we are seeking the direction of the Lord in what to do with them next year. We are praying about vocational schools or for them to continue one more year in public school. We need to be preparing them for their future and none of them will be able to finish all of high school due to their ages. We are trying to see what will fit each of them best.

Yesterday afternoon, Kristen and I spent hours with Vutha and Pheakadey and it was so refreshing to see all that God is doing in their lives. In the late afternoon, we played and talked with the children from Heritage House. It was a great day and we are thankful!

As strange as it seems, we only have four days left in Kampot. We leave for Phnom Penh Friday afternoon. We will visit friends there on Friday everning and Saturday and then start the long journey back to the states on Sunday. We did get seven hours sleep last night (our most so far) and may be getting used to the time here about the day we leave to head back to the states.

Thank you for your prayers!

Servant of a Passionate God
Lewis Burke
Rom 8:31

for prayer request for the trip,

you can visit our website:

http://www.lightinseasia.org/

Korea

We are at the Incheon Airport in Seoul, Korea. It took us over 36 hours to get here and we still have a 6 hour flight ahead. We have had some really rough take offs and landings due to weather. Kristen's cold was getting worse on the flights, but getting 6 hours sleep here has helped. We are praying for a smooth flight from here to Phnom Penh. We arrive at almost midnight there, spend the night and catch a bus in the morning for our 4 hour drive to Kampot where we will see the staff and children at Heritage House. Yeah! That is worth the trip for sure!

Will update more as I can!

Servant of a Passionate God
Lewis Burke
Rom 8:31

www.lightinseasia.org for prayer requests for the trip

Off We Go!

Kristen and I are traveling to Cambodia to visit the orphanage from February 11th - 23rd. We are really looking forward to seeing all of the staff and children at Heritage House in Kampot, to meeting the new members of Hosanna Church Cambodia and to seeing old friends in Phnom Penh.

We did not intend to visit again before we move back in the fall of this year, but the Heritage House staff and children kept asking and God provided the funds for us to be able to do it at this time. It is great for Kristen to get to see Kampot before we move there. During our first move to Cambodia in 2002, she moved sight unseen. She claims this was the best way for the Lord to get her there. I say, she is an amazing woman who is willing to follow Jesus anywhere regardless of the living situation.

We have 20 hours of layovers, 26 hours of flight time, cross the international date line and arrive in Phnom Penh at midnight to spend the night and take a four hour bus ride the next day to get to Kampot. So, we leave for Kampot on Wednesday but do not arrive there until Saturday. Pray for the trip!

Speaking of prayer, we have a prayer list on our website:

www.lightinseasia.org

We will do our best to keep everyone updated on the trip as we go along. We will certainly miss our boys while we are gone. They are staying with friends and grandparents until we return. We trust that they will be refreshed and encourged during our time away.

Servant of a Passionate God

Lewis Burke

Rom. 8:31